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Au where Terzo still dies but by omegas hand.

Terzo asking omega to use quintessence on him, and omega hesitating because he knows a ghoul will be fine, but a human? He’s never done it before, at least nothing to the mind. Small cuts and bruises can be tended to and omega can watch the skin thread together but he can’t see inside of terzos head when he uses it to control him.

He’s convinced anyways, Terzo practically begs, says just one time he wants to know what it feels like. Omega agree, places his hands on the sides of his head, and watches terzos eyes go blank with his mouth slack.

It’s a nice rush, a much needed break from the stresses of the ministry. So he asks again, and again, small fixes here and there like any other ghoul would ask for. Maybe just take over for a sermon so Terzo didn’t have to stress, or erase a memory he didn’t want anymore.

And omega would continue to do it, because he loves him, and there seems to be no consequences.

Until Terzo starts to forget things. He doesn’t remember where he set down his keys, nearly misses sisters birthday until omega reminds him, stumbles over his usual nicknames for omega. He blames it on brain fog, he’s just having a bad week. But it only gets worse.

Terzo becomes a shell of his former self before passing away in the ministry infirmary. He said he had a migraine and omega demanded he be watched. He slips away peacefully in the middle of the night. Brain and consciousness eaten away by quintessence.

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so glad this is still cool

ok but like the concept of the ghouls being weird creepy gay creature things is still really cool right

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For the angst requests, which Ghoul(s) do you think had the hardest time settling in to life topside and why?

Like, what did they through/are still dealing with?👀

Hmm.. 🤔

Ghouls included are Alpha, Phantom, Cumulus, Rain, and Dewdrop.

TW: Self harm included in Rain's paragraph.

Alpha will never be completely tame. He's always been a bit feral and always will be. It's out of his control and not something really fixable. He's often not allowed around kits or some smaller ghouls because he isn't trusted and a lot of Clergy members don't like him. They find him dangerous and cruel, but he's trying his best. Everybody is too scared to break him down and give him a hug, but that's really all he needs. For now, he's misunderstood, mistrusted, and lonely.

Phantom struggles with sensitivity.. To basically everything. He was always a very fearful kit, and being constantly hunted and chased down in the Pits didn't help him. Although he's mostly okay with his surroundings and packs, he still flinches at sudden movements and is very jumpy when he hears loud noises. He's also scared of more angry ghoulish sounds like growling or hissing. He'll cry if he hears it from a pack mate. To escape the dangers, he often curls up in the tightest space he can fit himself into and cries himself to sleep.

Cumulus has an issue with being to trusting. She tends to want to see the good in people, which has led to physical and mental scars. She mostly learned her lesson in the Pits, but she can still be a bit of a pushover in the topside. Cirrus usually keeps her awareness high, but Lus is often just too nice for her own good and ends up curled in her nest and crying herself to sleep.

Rain has a few anxious habits that are harmful to him. One of them being tail biting. It's something ghouls do when stressed, similar to a snake eating itself. It's unhealthy because of a ghoul's strength in the mouth. They're made to tear things apart, including themselves. It's easy to snap the bone in the jaw or puncture and cut the flesh with the fangs. Rain is usually held back by his pack mates since they know how harmful it can be, but he still does it when he's alone. He can't help it.

Dewdrop has the opposite problem as Cumulus. While he does have some ghouls he's close with, Dew often struggles with trusting others and gets harmfully defensive over himself. He can say awful things he doesn't mean and accidentally lash out at someone, or even strike if he's provoked. He doesn't really mean to, but after all that happened in the Pits and all that happened with Terzo's ghoul, he can't trust many.

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ok but like the concept of the ghouls being weird creepy gay creature things is still really cool right

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Thinking: Aeon doing a particularly good job during a ritual and Swiss being so proud of him he corners him back stage and makes him cum on his fingers while whispering in his ear how good he did, as a treat.

Swiss grabs his hand the moment they say a final goodbye to the audience, guiding him, pulling him. Under his mask, Aeon smiles and rubs his thumb gently against his, a soft little motion that earns a quick squeeze.

He steers him down the hallway after lingering a bit, waiting for the others to walk in the opposite direction so he can steal him for a bit. He could steal him later, too, but patience is not only a sore spot, but pointless in the face of no strings attached instant gratification. So Aeon allows himself to be directed and taken, and asks no questions about why and where, because the purposeful stride and the way their fingers are laced together says enough. It is of little surprise to find himself bullied into a bathroom, pulling off his helmet while Swiss locks the door.

"Not as nice as our dressing room," Aeon says casually, brushing sweaty tendrils of hair back off an even sweatier forehead, glancing around for somewhere to set the mask and settling on the corner of the sink. Swiss follows suit, sharp eyes crinkling on the edges while he smiles.

"It's not," Swiss concedes, and with that, has Aeon pressed against the wall, wedging a thigh between his legs, bringing a large palm to cup Aeon's face. He's similarly soaked, hair damp, upper lip shining. His shirt is wet too, right underneath the arms, and he gives Aeon a single pluck of his mouth. A kiss so quick Aeon barely has his eyes closed and leans forward to follow when Swiss pulls away.

"What d'you think?" he asks, looking up at gold eyes through his long lashes. "Did I earn it tonight or what?"

The button and fly of his pants are undone easily, and it's the least he can do, shoving his pants down to mid-thigh for him. He's about to be rewarded after all, and a little more effort on his part to help Swiss get- well, a better handle on things- seems like a particularly nice gesture. Thoughtful and not selfish at all. Of course.

His head tips back with a soft thud against the wall, hands flying to Swiss's shoulders when he begins to grope him through thin cotton underwear. He's hot here, too, hotter with every second Swiss continues to smile down at him and rub his cock until it starts filling out, until it's plump enough to draw his fingertips over the shaft to stroke the head to force a twitch while it throbs to life. Aeon is easy and needs little encouragement, hips pressing forward, greedy for more.

"Watched you the whole time," Swiss murmurs, and shoves his hand under the elastic band, cups him for real and teases the soft skin of his cock, the curls of hair at the base. "You were great out there."

"How- great?" Aeon fumbles the words as Swiss grasps him for real, tugging smooth and loose. He's never failed to get Aeon so hard so fast that he hasn't found himself slightly dizzy from it, and judging by the way his hands flex on Swiss's shoulders, this time is no exception. "Tell me."

Swiss, kind and benevolent as he is, gives him a pass on the bratty demand, though he'll find a way to punish it for him later. A few spankings at the next hotel room, perhaps. Get his cheeks pink and sensitive. Make him yelp a little before fingering him open and fucking him until he shivers and his eyes roll back. Make him work through some pain to earn the pleasure. For now, he takes his time rolling the foreskin up and down, stealing glances at the way the head disappears and peeks out with every stroke.

"You were amazing," Swiss allows. "Fuckin' proud of you." Aeon's eyes flutter, the corners of his mouth turning up into a smug grin.

"Gonna show me? How proud you are?"

"Bus is gonna head back soon," he reminds him. "You have three minutes to give me another show. Do it and be good, huh? How fast do you think you can shoot?" He starts jacking him tighter, purposefully. Rougher than might be comfortable so early on, but they are on a deadline, and it will not do to keep the others waiting.

"I mean, fast, but," Aeon sputters, glancing down to watch Swiss's fist.

"Three minutes or not at all," Swiss chides, and leans forward to kiss his cheek. "Better make me proud."

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Woof woof

meow meow

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shoutout to whoever stole my amazon package containing nothing but a single pair of shoelaces.

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FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK

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periods are medieval honestly. like sorry I got suicidal last night turns out I had too much blood in me. yeah no some of it fell out and I'm fine now.

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do we think mountain takes swiss out on sweet dates in his greenhouse sometimes and gets him high as a kite on special weed and then proceeds to fuck the living shit out of him with magically controlled vines and swiss can do nothing but babble incomprehensibly and take it or...?

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let him cook🍳

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The stuggles of being a writer.

A shame that I have to actually finish my book before I get to read it. I enjoy writing it just as much but I am looking forward to finishing my first book and getting to read through it, even if I do know what's going to happen.

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did you try jerking it off and back on again

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"I’ll be looking out at the mountain, honey I’ll be making eyes at you"

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